Meeting Time...

[wynthegame.livejournal.com]

Wyn let out a deep breath and propped her feet up on the conference table, holding a mug of coffee in one hand. She had already sent out a message on the omnicoms and typed up a brief outline of the meeting for herself.

Now all she had to do was wait for her minions coworkers to arrive...

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Before the Meeting

[wynthegame.livejournal.com]

[Introduce yourself to Wyn and/or each other! Grab some coffee! Grab a chair before they all get taken! Mingle! Have fun!]

Re: Before the Meeting

[on-an-impulse.livejournal.com]

With a bandage wrapped around his head and his arm in a sling, Shinn looked like a mess. He had, in fact, taken a very serious note to self never to fly without a helmet again, just on the off-chance that anyone ever shot him down in the future. He pulled back a chair and leaned back into it with grade-A apathy.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Hello. Want any coffee?" Wyn asks, lifting her free hand in a slightly-less-enthusiastic-than-usual greeting. She remembers you, Shinn, but she'll still try to be polite. "... well, I think it's not technically coffee, but it's caffeinated and there's sugar, so it doesn't really matter."

[on-an-impulse.livejournal.com]

"No one picked it up on shore leave?" he grumbled, holding a hand out for a cup.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"I picked up some real coffee, but it's down in Special Weapons and to be perfectly honest? I didn't feel like dragging the coffeemaker up here for an hour's meeting. This is from the squadron's supply, and it's good enough for now." Wyn says, sliding a clean mug over to Shinn.

[on-an-impulse.livejournal.com]

"Next shore leave, that guy had better stock the break room."

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"You'll have to take it up with Wedge or Tycho, because that is definitely not my job." Wyn says, taking a sip of her not-quite-coffee.

[on-an-impulse.livejournal.com]

"Like they listen," he grumbled, taking a sip of the crap.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"... did you not put any sugar in? That's the only way it's drinkable." Wyn says, looking deeply concerned for Shinn's sanity.

[on-an-impulse.livejournal.com]

"It's gross anyway."

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

Wyn shrugs. "So leave it for the people who actually want it."

Re: Before the Meeting

[kitbashurgundam.livejournal.com]

Lowe entered the room, feeling much better than he did than during the debriefing meeting. He snatched up a cup and made himself a bit of coffee before taking a seat, letting out a sigh as he did.

[wynthegame.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Lowe. How've you been?" Wyn asks, swiveling around in her chair to give Lowe a friendly wave.

[kitbashurgundam.livejournal.com]

Lowe returned the wave, smiling a bit. "At least I'm not tired anymore. Things are going well with the repairs, though." He sat back a bit. "At least we don't have to bring them out again...!"

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Very true, and hopefully it'll stay that way for a while yet." Wyn agrees, taking a sip of coffee.

Re: Before the Meeting

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean was still recovering. Coughing spasms hurt like a bitch, but he was almost healed. Still he soldiered on, and while he missed the Rogues debriefing, he was able to make his way for this. Still it felt damn good to sit down, and he couldn't completely hide his relief.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Dean. You all right?" Wyn asks, looking at Dean over her mug of not-quite-coffee. She noticed that look of relief, and it wasn't really that far down to the City.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

"I live," He shrugged casually, and glanced around.

"Guess we're early."

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"You're a bit early, but I think you'll survive. There's semi-coffee over there, if you want some." Wyn says, pointing to the stack of mugs with her free hand. "It's not quite the real thing, but if you put enough sugar in, you can't tell."

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean made a face at that, "I always drink it black, and if it ain't the real deal, I'll pass." Seriously, because fake coffee? Not for him. He'd take lousy motel coffee's cheap crap instead over it. Since at least, it's real.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

It's caffeinated, and that's good enough for Wyn. "Note to self: bring coffeemaker to next meeting." she sighs, taking another sip.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean shrugged again, "Sorry, but it's bad enough we've been stuck with slop for all this time. Got a little spoiled during the leave."

[silverduelist]

"Wyn," Yzak greeted, stepping up to inspect the coffee. Reaching for a cup, he poured himself a tiny bit to bring it up to give it a taste.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Yzak-- you'll probably want sugar for that." Wyn says hastily.

[silverduelist]

"Hm..." He pondered the idea. He could certainly taste it as it was right now, not a good time to have a heightened sense there. He somehow figured that sugar wouldn't mask it very much. "I see what you mean."

Re: Before the Meeting

[quark-assassin.livejournal.com]

There was a very grumpy man hobbling into the room. Dustin had only just been released from the Medbay, and though he was looking much better than he had been, there was a high chance that being around the mild-mannered EMH for such a long period of time affected his temper somewhat. Being unable to walk properly for another month didn’t help matters.

Regardless, this was relevant to his interests, as the Squadron mechanics had materials that he required and he had tools and skills that they wanted. Surely an agreement could be reached, yes?

It was a good thing that coffee was provided. Dustin immediately grabbed a mug, leaning heavily on his crutch as he took a greedy sip. Not once did it occur to him that a proper introduction should precede the casual drinking of caffeinated beverages at the conference table.

From behind the cup his gaze traveled about the room, pausing on familiar faces. It paused longer on the unfamiliar ones.

Topic 1: Project Upgrade

[wynthegame.livejournal.com]

"Right, everyone settle down and take a seat please!" Wyn says over the din, standing up in order to be heard. "We've a few things to talk about today, and the first is the upgrading of the Gundams. We now have the materials necessary to actually do something with them, thanks to Tycho, Wedge, and a few friends I made on shore leave, which is the good news. The bad news is that connecting radial atomizer engines from intrasolar police cruisers to giant robots that aren't equipped to handle engines from another galaxy is going to be a bit tricky. That's not to say we can't do it, but it's going to be a little more difficult than I was anticipating."

"Any questions so far?"

Topic 2: Mechanic Training

[wynthegame.livejournal.com]

"The next item on the agenda, which ended up being quite a short agenda unless someone has something urgent they'd like to discuss, is mechanic training for those of you with no experience working with X-Wings or Gundams. I know, I know, you've got better things to do with your time-- but the pilots are depending on us to keep them in the air. The more you know about the X-Wings and how they work, the better off they'll be. It won't be too bad, I promise, and a lot of it will be hands-on time in the Sensoriums, which is obviously much more interesting than me standing here and lecturing you."

"Questions, comments, concerns?"